Chapter 4: A Dark Experience
At Diana's Exhibitionist Coming out Party (see My Time with Diana Ch 3), we met John and Velma, who had been invited by Alice, Diana's best friend. John was on secondment to Alice's Advertising Agency from a large US firm, some of whose clients were represented in Australia by Alice's firm. He was looking specifically at ways to further consolidate and exploit the relationship. John was a tall, slim, urbane African American, beginning to grey at the temples. Velma was tall, but much more African-looking, much darker, heavier, with African style hair in a wrap, very colourful dress, beads and large ear rings. They had children in College back in America.
We spoke with them for quite some time at the party. They were both very intrigued by Diana's nudity and lack of inhibitions, as well as being complimentary about her looks. Not long after the party, Alice relayed to us that we had been invited by John to the end-of-month cocktail party his firm gave regularly to employees, agents, clients and the media. Alice pointed out that models would often attend, and they seemed to want to outdo each other regarding how much bare flesh they could reveal. John wanted Diana to know this, as she might like to compete.
Diana had a ball gown that had belonged to her grand-mother. It was lace over satin, an awful colour, brown with a cream V coming up from the navel. Whereas it had been a one-piece, Diana had separated it into four -- a satin skirt and blouse, with a lace skirt and blouse overlaid. She could wear any of the four pieces independently. To make maximum impact, the satin components were left at home, with only the lace covering her otherwise naked body. The lace was quite thick, more like a table cloth, so the gaps were not as obvious as the material, but Diana's bare white skin was apparent underneath, even if the detail of her pubic area was not completely evident. However one nipple did poke inquisitively through a hole, stiffening as it did so. She complained that the lace rubbing on it made it quite sore.
John and Velma spent time with us, congratulating Diana on her choice of undress, and advising us she was demanding much attention. (This was already obvious to us). While we talked, John informed us of their imminent return home, so they invited us to join them by their pool before they left. The point that the pool was quite private was stressed. Another younger American couple they had met would join us. Waiting for the day to come, we both wondered what was in store for us.
On arrival at their home, we were met at the front door by John and Velma, both covered in large white towels. Their friend Aaron had arrived, but his wife could not come, as she was taking her children to a school function. Walking through the house, John allowed his towel to drop, taking it in his hand. He was stark naked, and while I am regarded as being quite well endowed, mine was no competitor for the long thin cock that swung proudly from his loins. Once out by the pool, Velma removed her towel as a nude Aaron was introduced to us. Aaron seemed a little shy, was also tall and athletic, with an instrument somewhere between mine and John's in length, but thicker than both. We were invited to change in a little cabin by the pool.
Our whiteness was accentuated by their darkness. They each reclined on chaises, and two had been drawn up for us. Aaron was some distance from the rest of us. John gave us drinks as we arrived, and started the conversation. We were nervous to begin with, but we soon settled in. Seeing Diana's glass empty, John arose, and took a bottle of white wine over for a refill. Before pouring, he stood besides her talking, with his cock only a foot or so from her face. She tried to engage his face, but her eyes kept falling back to his weapon.
At this stage Velma arose also, and brought a tray of nibbles over to me, sitting besides me on the chaise as she offered them.
